An ordinary B-level long sword was unsheathed in Ding Yi's hand, but it emitted a sword cry that was unlike any ordinary thing.
This move alone won applause from the whole room, including admiring glances from many mountain and sea warriors.
"It's amazing that you have reached the state of 'man and sword unite' at such a young age..."
A strong man from mountains and seas praised.
"...At this time, the weapon is no longer a simple weapon, but has truly become a part of the body, and the increase in combat power can be maximized."
In the lounge of Jiangzhong Junwu, Cheng Qingqing also briefly explained the so-called "unity of man and sword".
"Hey, why isn't it recorded in the textbook?" Yue Dakan asked the question that Shen Qian had raised countless times.
"Because it is too difficult. Without ten years or more of immersion and an unparalleled talent in weapons, it is impossible to reach this level. Generally, those who can achieve this step are Shanhai."
Cheng Qingqing said lazily, "It's the same thing, I'm afraid you won't recognize yourself clearly and will aim too high and go astray."
"How did Ding Yi do it?" Yue Dakan still didn't give up.
"If you ask me, who should I ask? All of you little silver coins have secrets. Ask her, or ask the one next to you..."
Cheng Qingqing glanced at Shen Qian, who was staring at the ring, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart.
But soon, she suppressed that dangerous emotion.
On the stage.
After the sword was unsheathed, Ding Yi still didn't rush to take action. He just said softly: "Actually, the person who should be standing on the ring at this time is not me."
The whole audience was stunned, no one knew why Ding Yi suddenly mentioned this.
"You are already halfway through the mountains and seas. My level is not as good as yours. I am not sure that I will defeat you today."
Ding Yi just said to himself, "But Shen Qian didn't show up, and Wang Shuo refused to fight for the so-called face, so I was the only one who could stand up."
After a brief period of silence, astonishment spread.
Especially the support group composed of Beiwu students was in an uproar at this time.
Ding Yi’s few short sentences contain a lot of information.
Everyone thought that Ding Yi stood in the ring because he had some absolute certainty, or that there must be some compelling reason for Wang Shuo not to fight.
But at this time, Ding Yi told everyone with certainty that Wang Shuo did not play because of Shen Qian.
And she was not sure of defeating Zhao Keyi.
This undoubtedly pushed Wang Shuo to the forefront.
It would be okay if Ding Yi wins, but once Ding Yi loses, Wang Shuo will not only have to bear the pressure from within Beiwu, but will also become the laughing stock of the outside world.
In the Beiwu lounge, feeling the strange looks from other team members around him, Wang Shuo's face, who was sitting quietly, instantly turned gloomy.
He said nothing, but the veins on his wrists were already exposed.
Amid the uproar from the outside world, Ding Yi slowly raised his sword and continued: "I bear the honor and disgrace of Beiwu, so I have no choice. This sword... shouldn't have appeared on the field.
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The audience at the home court noticed something strange from Ding Yi's words, temporarily stopped talking about Wang Shuo, and turned their attention back to the playing field.
"I only use this sword."
Ding Yi said softly, "If you can catch it, I will admit defeat."
"But I can't control this sword. You need to go all out or admit defeat in time, otherwise... you may die."
The wave has not subsided yet, and the main stadium once again erupted in exclamations because of Ding Yi’s words.
Only one sword?
Zhao Keyi, who is halfway through the mountains and seas, might die?
It's not even a question of victory or defeat, but the opposite of life and death.
Many people can't believe it. How could Ding Yi have the confidence to say such a thing?
But on the other hand, Ding Yi's calm attitude makes people unconsciously believe in her words.
Shen Qian felt something and his body leaned forward unconsciously.
It’s still the same question. Ding Yi in the past... didn’t use a sword.
Perhaps this sword can help Shen Qian find the answer.
"Second Senior Sister, help me take a look."
"Okay."
Cheng Qingqing was stunned for a moment. She didn't ask Shen Qian why or what Shen Qian wanted to see. She nodded simply.
Zhao Keyi did not expect that Ding Yi would say this. He raised his eyebrows briefly and then calmed down and said with a smile: "We'll see."
Behind the leisurely posture is strong self-confidence.
In fact, let alone Zhao Keyi, most people don’t believe Ding Yi’s words.
Her realm is indeed not as good as Zhao Keyi, and the difference is not even a little bit worse. If Ding Yi is not lying, according to the information, she is only a seventh-level martial artist.
Even if she could defeat Zhao Keyi, it would be a miracle, let alone threaten Zhao Keyi's life.
But this does not prevent everyone from looking forward to this sword.
This is the final that determines victory or defeat!
Beiwu is not a pheasant high school, and Ding Yi is not a person who can joke. In the previous games, she has proved herself more than once.
The ninth-level martial artist was defeated by her.
Regardless of whether she was able to stand up on behalf of Beiwu at this time because she had no other choice, it also meant that she felt she had a chance of winning.
Seeing Zhao Keyi agree, Ding Yi turned to look at Shanhai referee, "I have a request."
"What?" Shanhai referee was stunned.
"Can the weather system over the main stadium be turned off?"
"Turn off the weather system?"
Shanhai referees have probably never heard of such a request, and many spectators subconsciously glanced at the clear blue sky above their heads, confused.
"Wait a minute."
Seeing that Ding Yi's expression didn't look like he was joking, the Shanhai referee began to communicate with the host.
After hearing the reply, Referee Shanhai looked at Ding Yi again, "Reason?"
"My sword needs to communicate between heaven and earth." Ding Yi said lightly.
Wow!
Everyone was shocked by Ding Yi's extremely crazy tone.
Communicate between heaven and earth?
I'm afraid Shanhai wouldn't dare to say this casually.
"I'm really curious about what kind of sword technique it is. I have the impression that there is a sword technique in Beiwu's martial arts arsenal that reaches seven stars, but it's impossible to communicate between heaven and earth!"
"It can't be an eight-star or nine-star martial skill, right? That can only be mastered by freshmen?"
"I think she is bluffing, but I have no proof."
Amid the commotion, referee Shanhai frowned but did not make a comment, but continued to communicate with the backstage.
After a long time, and no one knew how much controversy had gone through, the Shanhai referee finally nodded after hearing the confirmed response, "Yes."
As referee Shanhai finished speaking, there was a loud roar in the sky above the main stadium, and it seemed as if some heavy barrier had disappeared.
As everyone watched in amazement, the blue sky about a kilometer in diameter above the main stadium gradually dissipated, revealing a sky based on black and gray.
Above the sky, there are strange stripes everywhere. If I have to describe it, they are like scab wounds, ugly and ferocious.
Farther beyond the boundary between blue and black gray, you can vaguely see thick thunderclouds and violent sandstorms, as well as some strange-shaped hazy light and fog.
But the most eye-catching thing is still the three suns on each side in the high sky.
The blazing high temperature instantly hit the main stadium, but soon the filtration system in the main stadium started and the temperature cooled down again.
Many people, especially those watching online, saw the true appearance of the sky for the first time. The barrage instantly filled the screen, and countless people exclaimed in amazement.
"It turns out there are really three suns, holy shit..."
"I'm really curious about what it looks like in the starry sky. Maybe only the princes know?"
"Stop discussing it, Ding Yi raised his sword!"
Someone keenly noticed the changes in the arena and reminded.
The sounds in the main stadium gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes focused on the girl.
Or to be more precise, it converged on the sword in her hand.
The sword in Ding Yi's hand had been raised above his head at some point, standing straight towards the sky.
She obviously didn't make any movement, but the sword began to buzz and tremble.
A faint white light appeared on the tip of the sword. In just a blink of an eye, the brilliance was as bright as the sun.
While countless people squinted, the violent wind roared, and the world in everyone's eyes was spinning.
Reflected by the sword light, Ding Yi's long hair is flying, his skirt is fluttering, and his white and sacred cold face is like a fairy descending to the earth in a trance, possessing majestic and inviolable power.
"God, look at the sky!"
Someone exclaimed.
Countless people looked up and were immediately shocked.
What was exposed was originally a dead black and gray sky. I don't know when the wind and clouds had gathered, and there was a huge dark vortex spinning in the middle.
Ding Yi took a deep breath, then suddenly rose into the sky, stepped on the void, walked seven steps in a row, and slightly opened his red lips amidst the roar of heaven and earth.
"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder, and the brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"
A mysterious spell with some ancient meaning floated in the main stadium. Although the sound was so soft, it brought countless echoes and resounded in everyone's ears.
Boom!
The huge dark whirlpool in the sky suddenly exploded with lightning and thunder. From the deepest part of the clouds, countless thunder lights converged like rushing rivers, and finally formed an extremely thick thunder light, which fell from the sky and landed on the long sword held high by the girl.
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The arena lost all color for a moment and was surrounded by endless thunder. With a flick of the girl's palm, the lightning gathered on the sword roared out like an angry dragon and engulfed Zhao Keyi.
"Fuck!"
With countless cries of horror, many people left the table and stood up.
At this moment, even everyone in the Jiangzhong military lounge stood up nervously.
What is wrapped around Ding Yijian is not the thunder transformed by vitality, or the illusion produced by the gathering of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but the real thunder of the Nine Heavens!
The terrifying power contained in it makes even the mountains and seas change their color.
This has simply gone beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts.
Shen Qian also frowned. Is this magical power or magic?
But it feels like a combination of the two.
In any case, Shen Qian roughly felt it with his mental strength, and even though he was standing there, he did not dare to take the sword carelessly.
Even though he had extraordinary confidence in Zhao Keyi, Shen Qian couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Everyone's attention shifted to Zhao Keyi, who was a hundred meters away.
From the moment Ding raised his sword and the color of the sky and the earth changed to when the thunder fell, the whole process took less than ten seconds.
No one knows what Zhao Keyi's mental journey went through, or when he finally came to his senses and stopped giving Ding Yi a chance to strike first, it was already too late.
The speed of thunder and lightning was so fast that Zhao Keji had just moved slightly and was already swallowed up by the white light that almost covered the world.
The entire arena was left with only dazzling white, and the raging thunder and lightning blocked hundreds of meters in radius. Only the edge was blocked by four mountain and sea powerhouses.
Shen Qian tried to use his mental power to detect the situation inside, but found that his mental power was instantly torn into pieces as soon as he probed in.
Obviously, his mental strength is not strong enough to pass through the lightning blockade.
Shen Qian no longer hesitated, turned around, glanced at Cheng Qingqing who was thoughtful, and asked: "How is it?"
"It's a Taoist method. It looks familiar. It should be some kind of lost ancient immortal method, but I can't tell anything more about it for the time being."
Cheng Qingqing shrugged.
"Taoism, ancient immortality."
Shen Qian frowned and remembered these two keywords.
"Thunder and lightning are about to dissipate..."
At this time, Yue Dakan next to him exclaimed.
Shen Qian looked up and saw that the dark whirlpool in the sky had dissipated, the sky had returned to its original dead silence, and the crisscrossing electric snakes on the arena gradually disappeared, revealing the scene inside.
The first person to reveal his figure was Ding Yi, who was falling from mid-air.
Her long hair was messy, her face was pale, her breath was weak, and her clothes had burnt marks.
The B-level sword in her hand had completely disappeared, leaving only a small hilt still in her hand.
But everyone is obviously more concerned about Zhao Keyi's condition.
Finally, when the white light dissipated, the figure that was frozen in place like a black mass of charcoal appeared in everyone's sight.
"Ke Yi!"
Yue Dakan's roar of grief and anger startled Shen Qian.
He knocked the other person's head angrily, "What are you shouting for? He's not dead!"
"Ah?"
Yue Dakan quickly wiped away the tears that were not there in the first place, and said with renewed energy, "Really?"
"Well, there is also life energy... Hey, what is this breath?"
Shen Qian said casually at first, and then his eyes fixed on Zhao Keyi.
Just when there was a commotion in the main stadium and many people thought that Zhao Keyi was dead, Zhao Keyi suddenly moved.
Although the movement was extremely slight, it was still obvious on a large screen that was 100 meters away.
Pieces of pitch-black material fell off Zhao Keyi's body, and wisps of colorful light began to project out.
"What is that?"
Countless people stared with wide eyes.
Boom!
At a certain moment, as Zhao Keyi's body shook, all the charred blackness on his body was removed, leaving only a radiant body.
Nine dazzling lights were inlaid throughout Zhao Keyi's body like gems. His body suddenly expanded to three meters high. As he spread his arms, he seemed to be a god and demon reborn, with a monstrous aura. .
"Hiss..."
"Nine orifices!"
"Innate Holy Body!"
At this moment, a shocking force erupted from the main stadium, and several horrified exclamations sounded from all directions, making everyone dizzy.